lol this reminds me about a poem i had to write for a girl a few days ago. She said she couldnt think of anything i was like what do i get if i do it. To quote soulja boy i'll get "You" if you gets an A she said.
Anyway it had to be about a famous male, in iamic petameter 10 syllables in everyline, follow the rhyme scheme of ababcdcdefefgg. Last words off every other line had to rhyme. We corrected all the mistakes i can't find the final edit, but i do have the rough draft first edit..
I call mad no homo on this. My poem for Chris Brown
talented, good looking and he is brown.
As I sleep I think about him through the night.
I dream I am his queen wearing a shiny Crown.
Then I wokee up to the bright morning light.
I got dressed and ran to the bus.
When I saw Rihanna I thought, what a whore.
I vividly pictured you and me,"us".
I am glad you slapped her because you were bored.
She was nothing more than, Dumb and Fake.
If only she could handle a bold ebony man.
You knocked the woopsy out of her and ran.
You ran for a thousand miles to me.
Together, forever just you and me by the sea
I was taught only reach for the heat if you busting
So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack motherf#ckers! - I ain't trying to hear nothing!
Click clack motherf#ckers! - I ain't trying to hear nothing!
When snitch nigg@z give police clues to watch
Well I'm a give them f@ggot nigg@z news to watch
My trigger blow nigg@z out they shoes and socks
I guarantee I won't miss you if I use the dot
I'm SLY Gangsta motherf#cker! best respect my G!
Or they gon say they name after R.I.P
How dare you p#ssy nigg@z' tissue slugs bout me
Cause then I'm a get to show ya how Gangsta I be!
And I don't give a F#CK what set you claim
They got rich nigg@z that blow out brains
Just cause you from the projects don't mean you hard
Most of them hoods y'all repping ain't seen you broads!
A central heating system provides warmth to the whole interior of a building (or portion of a building) from one point to multiple spaces.
When combined with other systems in order to control the building climate, the whole system may be a HVAC (heating, ventilation and air conditioning) system, depending on what the case is.
Central heating differs from local heating in that the heat generation occurs in one place, such as a furnace room in a house or a mechanical room in a large building (though not necessarily at the "central" geometric point).
The most common method of heat generation involves the combustion of fossil fuel in a furnace or boiler, the resultant heat then gets distributed: typically by forced-air through ductwork, by water circulating through pipes, or by steam fed through pipes. Increasingly, buildings utilize solar-powered heat sources, in which case the distribution system normally uses water circulation, at some points joined.
In much of northern Europe and in urban portions of Russia, where people seldom require air conditioning in homes due to the temperate climate, most new housing comes with central heating installed.
Such areas normally use gas heaters, district heating, or oil-fired systems, but in the western and southern United States natural-gas-fired central forced-air systems occur most commonly; these systems and central-boiler systems both occur in the far northern regions of the USA and all.
Steam-heating systems, fired by coal, oil or gas, feature in the USA, Russia and Europe: primarily for larger constructions, electrical heating systems occur less commonly and are only practical with low cost electricity or when geothermal heat pumps are used.
Considering the combined system of central generating plant and electric resistance heating, for space heating the overall efficiency will be less than for direct use of fossil fuels.
once there was a boy, young and filled with innocence
now hes eighteen years old, and always thinking sex
oh my how time has past, a boy has become a man
used to like potato mashed, now pussie$ he done smash
why oh why must we age, ive asked my self to this day
tears drop as i turn the page, death again one day away
Twas irkmire morn til that swine had bet,
A clive-toed jelly-mingled cat-thieving quartet,
For frometh those swinkles he came on his plight,
And away from thy cankles there sat Mr. Dwight,
Can you nameth what Sir Mr Dwight he did say,
"A pollywock hath climbed hitherto today"
"Up a tigglebush and far away?"
"Indeed my good dink, don't hesitate!"
And so I climbed to joil those imps,
I ran and jumped and planned for those chimps,
But nonetheless they would not tickle my fancy,
Who should I find but your cousin Nancy!
Now Nancy and Dwight, dare I foretell,
Were due for their pregnancy six weeks from the spell!
The day was Mickumsbee, five tie-bellied hicks,
Were singing the happy song "marry my dick!"
To be honest I wanted out of this tale,
It's stink had covered me worse than a quale,
But Nancy stopped me, she wouldn't let me out
Perhaps because I had impregnated her, me and my stout!
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